Scream for ice cream...

(OOC: Character's name: Dominick Clark.)

Another late shift at the ice cream shop, BORING. The boss had been asking me to work late all week, up until we closed at 11 PM. I had been working there for a while now, so the boss trusted me by myself in the store. Besides, my boss was also my uncle, so why would I rob him? I was an 18 year old, having just finished high school, getting ready to go to college in the fall.

Thursday, I was working alone until closing again. And it was 10:56. I already locked the side gates, and I was getting ready to lock up when a young girl came in. She looked to be around 15 years old, but I knew her and I knew she was actually 18 years old. I believe her name was Jenny, I saw her around the neighborhood before. I never talked to her or anything, but I heard she was a really nice and smart girl from friends. It was the middle of the summer, so she was wearing a small tight t-shirt along with jean shorts that were cut barely below her ass. She had a young face that was very cute, and her breasts were rather large and quite appetizing. Overall, she seemed like the perfect package visually.

"Good evening," I greeted her. She smiled at me and walked over to one of the freezers. "Isn't it a bit late to be getting ice cream?" She had just opened the freezer and started looking through it and I heard her answer me, "if it is, then why do you stay open so late?" She asked a good question that I had no answer to, but I responded anyway. "I don't run the store, I just work here... the boss tells me to stay open until 11 PM, I don't mind, I get paid more."

The slammed the freezer door shut, having taken nothing. However, as she turned around to face me, I noticed a slight change -- her nipples were now erect, obviously do to the fact that she was just standing in front of an open freezer. They just poked right through her cute little shirt, and I couldn't help but stare. She said something to me, but I was too much in awe to understand.

"Why are you staring at me?" I snapped out of it and realized that she obviously noticed what I was doing. "Sorry... I just dazed off. It's late and I've been working for 8 hours now." She smiled at me, and continued talking... "Oh, ok. Well, where are your popsickles?" I pointed her to the freezer that contained several popsickles and she quickly picked out the one she wanted. She smiled and paid for it, then began unwrapping it.

"You don't mind if I eat this here, do you? I can't really go home, beacause my mom would have a fit if she saw me eating ANYTHING at this hour... she has me on a strict diet, it pisses me off."

I told her that she could stay and hang out, but I had to lock the door and pull the gate outside down so nobody could see inside since it was already 11:00 and I didn't want anybody else coming in. Just as I went back behind the counter, getting ready to open the register and count the money, I noticed just how she was consuming this popsickle. She had it halfway in her mouth for a brief second, then she pushed it deeper inside, and pulled it back out. She did this over and over, almost as if she were sucking the popsickle off. She didn't notice me watching her as she was gazing at one of the freezers.

I watcher her in awe, she spun around, and began talking again. "What do you have to do now?" she said as she walked over to the register. I explained that I just had to count the money in the register, then I'd be ready to leave. All while I was talking, she continued sucking on the popsickle, which I found to be rather arousing.

We kept talking about the store, and suddenly, her popsickle fell on the floor. "Ooops..." she innocently sighed as she looked down. Before hitting the floor, the icream did get all over her shirt, leaving a nasty stain.

I stepped out from behind the counter, not thinking about the fact that she might realize that I had a huge hard-on. But she did, I noticed her staring at the bulge in my pants right away. She tried not to look, but I noticed her sneaking a peek every chance she got as I cleaned the popsickle up off the floor. Made me wonder about if she was sucking on that popsickle like that for a reason...

She apologized and I explained to her that accidents do happen and that it was perfectly OK. She pointed out the mess on her shirt and said that she wouldn't be able to go home like that since her mom would notice the stain very easily.

She pulled her shirt right off, right there in front of me. I just stood there for a second, staring at her beautiful breasts covered by her bra. I wanted to tell her to put the shirt back on since that'd be the right thing to do, but then I realized all the gates were down. Nobody could see inside the store. She smiled again and handed me the shirt and I couldn't pull my eyes away from her breasts -- my cock was now rock hard.

(OOC: This comes from a story I wrote a long time ago... posted it on here a LONG time ago, actually, but I'm giving it another go. First person to get in on this can take Jenny's part... basically, she's NOT trying to sedeuce Dominick, but the thing, she really likes him and is trying to make HIM seduce HER. Simple enough, right?)

Jenny

The thing about Dominick, all the girls at school think he's a dork, and they think that his job at the ice cream shop is kinda dorky, too. They kinda pick on him and giggle. A job at the right store is so important to these girls. First, it has to be a store in the most popular mall. And even then, only certain stores in the mall. A store that caters to the latest teenage tastes in clothing and music.

But I don't see it that way. Not at all. I think it's nice of Dominick to help his uncle out at the store. If he's sweet and kind to his uncle, maybe that means he'll be sweet and kind to me, too. Not acting all jealous and controlling and suffocating, like so many cute guys get when they're dating a pretty girl. And his uncle pays him better than most of those mall stores, so he actually has money to spend on a date. Dutch treat is OK I guess, all modern and equality and all that crap. But I guess I'm just an old-fashioned girl, I like for the guy to pay my way on the date. It shows he cares about me, about more than just getting into my panties. Although some cute guys I've dated, I kinda liked it when they TRIED to get into my panties! It was very flattering, even though these cheapskates with the "cool" but low-paying jobs stood no chance in hell of actually GETTING into my panties! Anyway, Dominick's one of the few guys with the money to pay for his date (something better and more romantic than a Big Mac), and to me that's not at ALL dorky! And paradoxically, a guy who spends generously on me and asks for nothing in return, might actually have a SHOT at getting into my panties!

And despite what the other girls say, I don't think Dominick looks dorky at all, either. He has full, thick hair that I think would be fun to run my fingers through. And his glasses make him look intelligent, which I guess some girls equate with being dorky. But I love being able to talk intelligently to a boy. I get bored out of my skull, and I want to scream, when the best a boy can do is say "Whassup?", burp loudly, and talk sports interminably. I sense that Dominick can actually put more than two words together.

And although Dominick dresses somewhat dorkily, especially his ice-cream shop uniform, I once saw him coming out of the boy's gym without his shirt, and he actually has a nice chest. Toned and muscled just right, without overdoing the muscle bulges like the school jocks do. I could get into laying my head on that chest. Definitely. But I'm way too shy to make a move on him.

I was coming home from studying at my best friend Sherry's house, when I noticed Dominick all alone, closing up his uncle's ice cream shop. I kept hearing in my head, what Sherry had told me earlier that evening amid our usual girl-talk about boys. "Sometimes you just gotta make the first move with boys," she had told me. "If you stay a timid little mouse, you'll be alone all your life."

I took a deep breath and entered the ice-cream shop. I wasn't really hungry, and Dominick would be closing up in like less than four minutes. Besides, mom had me on a strict diet, which sometimes sucked, but I don't mind really, since that diet keeps this figure of mine that seems to get every cute guy's attention. Anyway, the important thing was that even four minutes alone with Dominick, even without eating anything, sounded like a great idea right about now.

I stood at that freezer for several long moments, trying to decide what I could get without completly wrecking my figure. I felt the cold from the freezer starting to harden my nipples, and Sherry's advice about making the first move kept echoing in my head. So my curiosity got the best of me. If I let Dominick see my hard little nips poking through my skimpy little top, what would he do, how would he react?

Dominick stepped out from behind the counter to talk to me, and as he did, I couldn't help but notice his pants stretched very tightly around a nice big bulge running straight up under his zipper. I smiled. No, Dominick is definitely no dork!

He stepped back behind the counter again, and I had to think of some excuse for my still being here. I found a low-fat, no sugar popsicle, and I figured that would do the least damage to my diet. I paid for it and unwrapped it. I took a lick. It was SO cold. I shivered a little, and I felt my tits shiver in my top. Dominick definitely noticed my quivering chest! I suddenly felt very shy about him watching my breasts, and I closed my eyes so as not to have to watch him watching me.

But this was even worse. With my eyes closed, I kept picturing that nice long ridge up the front of Dom's pants. Instinctively, involuntarily, I began to suck my popsicle down against the back of my throat. It was innocent, it truly was, but I feared Dominick would think I was trying to seduce him or something, with how I sucked that popsicle down my throat.

I opened my eyes again, and Dominick had stepped back out from behind the counter. I thought his hard-on would rip his pants wide open. I was flattered, of course, but also a bit embarrassed, and very nervous. We're all alone, what if Dominick tries something? I got so nervous that I dropped my popsicle, and my popsicle stained my top on its way down to the floor.

I pictured Dominick using some of the ice cream shop's sletzer water to wash the stain off my top. I partly hoped he would rub the seltzer right into my top, his hand accidentally-on-purpose brushing up against my breasts as he cleaned the stains off of my top, and part of me wondered what his touch would feel like on my breast. But part of me was scared to death to let him touch me, even for something as innocent as washing a stain off my clothing. So not wanting to risk that he might touch me, I pulled my top over my head, and tossed it to him to clean off.

Big mistake, Jen! What the hell was I thinking? I mean, he couldn't take his eyes off my bra! Not that I blame him. It was all intricate and sheer black lace, with some of my skin showing through the gaps in the lace, and even a hint of my very hard, very cold nipples kinda sorta almost visble through the lace gaps at the center of my bra cups.

Dominick succesfully got the stains out of my blouse, all while staring at my boobs. The front of his pants seemed to grow tighter and tighter with each scrub of my top, which I very much enjoyed seeing. I stuck my hands out for him to toss my top back to me, but he said we have to wait a few minutes for my top to dry from the seltzer.

So here we were, standing face to face maybe three feet apart, licking our lips at each other, both of us obviously wanting to explore where this evening might take us, Dominick's gaze locked on my bra, my gaze locked on that long, thick ridge up the front of his pants, and both of us too timid to do anything about it. I remembered Sherry's words again: "First move, First move." Echoing over and over in my brain.

Finally I spoke up. "You keeping staring at my bra. Did I spill ice-cream on that, too? Do you want to clean-off my bra as is, still on me? Or should I take my bra off and have you clean it on the counter, like you just did with my top?"

He didn't answer my question directly. Instead, he said, "Me? You keep looking at my pants! Are they stained from all the ice cream I scooped all day, or something?"

I feared that he might remove his pants right then and there, and ask me to clean them for him. But part of me hoped and prayed that he would do exactly that.

If he cleaned my bra while I scrubbed his pants, where would that lead us? I wasn't sure, but underneath my timidity, I was secretly hoping to find out. God, wat would Sherry say if she could see the situation that I was rapidly getting myself into now? Worse, what would my MOM say?

Dominick

Things had suddenly gotten very weird. I didn't think Jenny realized I was staring at her breasts, but as soon as she did, I realized that it shouldn't have been a big deal since she was staring at the bulge in my pants the whole time!

We kind of stood there for a minute, just staring at each other. Our eyes locked... staring, without a single word said. I had no clue what she was thinking, but I couldn't stop thinking about how good she looked.

She was standing there in front of me in her bra, offering to remove it! What the hell was wrong with me? How could I not make some sort of move? I felt like such an idiot, but I really had no idea how to approach the situation... it was all so odd.

Not wanting to stand there and make things even more odd, I went behind the counter and got her top, which was dry now. And that's when things got even worse...

As I came back out, I failed to notice a container of ice cream that I had accidentally knocked over before. I slipped and fall flat on my back... and the ice cream, wouldn't you know it, went all over my pants. It's as if everything that could have gone wrong, was going wrong... I couldn't believe it. I looked up at Jenny, hoping she wouldn't laugh too hard at me.

Jenny

It was like something out of America's Funiest Home Videos or something. I could see that Dom was as nervous as I was, about the obvious sexual chemistry between us. To hide his nervousness, or his huge trouser bulge, or both, he stepped back behind the counter. That's when he slipped on a carton of ice cream that must have fallen back there earlier. The carton went flying, he fell flat on his cute little ass, and the ice cream softly fell right smack dab on his crotch.

While the cold of the ice cream freezer had made my nipples all big and hard, the cold of the ice cream itself had exactly the opposite effect on Dominick. Much to my disappontmnent, the cold made his trouser bulge shrink instantly.

So many thoughts raced through my mind now. I could laugh at his predicament, but that would be cruel. I knew what my slutty best friend Sherry would tell me to do: lick the ice cream off his pants, which would have three good effects: give my mouth a taste treat from the ice cream, clean the stains off Dom's pants, and return that beautiful, inviting, and very tempting hard ridge to the front of his trousers, which I'm told happens to a guy on feeling the contact of a woman's tongue on his trousers. But I'm not as forward and sexual as Sherry is, and I could never do that.

My third and best option would be to tug the pants off of him, and clean them with that seltzer water of his. But I just sat there on the floor beside him, talking softly and soothingly to him. Yes, i was thinking about pulling his pants off, but like the ice cream, I was frozen into inaction, as I watched the ice cream melt and drip off the fabric of his pants, down onto the floor.

Finally, I spotted a dish rag behind the ice cream counter, doused it in his seltzer water, and dabbed the melted ice cream off of his pants. That didn't seem to be cleaning the stains off, but I did feel something stirring and quivering under my hand, and that made me smile.

Dominick assured me that nothing was hurt but his pride. He told me he has a spare pair of his uniform pants in the back room, and he politely excused himself to go change. But he didn't completely close the curtain between the store and the back room, and I could see his bare legs through the gap in the curtain, as he stood there in his underwear, retrieving his other pair of pants from a hanger, to put them on.

I don't know what came over me, maybe it was Sherry's words about making the first move. But seeing his bare, nicely-muscled, slightly-hairy legs, I let out a wolf whistle. He turned around, saw me watching him through the curtain, and gave me a sheepish, slightly-embarassed grin. "How cute," I thought. "He's even more shy than I am!"

What to do next? I mean, I was down to bra and ultra-short shorts, he was spearated from me by only a curtain and wearing only a shirt and boxer shorts, and you could cut the sexual tension between us with a a knife.

What to do next?

Dominick stepped back through the curtain, back into the store, so nervous about my earlier wolf-whistle that he completley forgot to put his pants back on, and was simply holding the hanger with his pants. Seeing him bare-legged in his boxers, not two feet from me, I let out a second wolf-whistle. Despite his embarrassment, he started to grow a ridge up his boxer shorts at my forwardness, and I appreciatively licked my lips at this sight.

The next move was up to him. I was ready to go as fast or as slow as he wanted to take it now. On one hand, I was nervous about taking it too fast, because I hardly know Dominick, and I wanted to know him better before getting sexual with him. But on the other hand, things were already getting sexual between us. I mean, we were both down to our underwaer, for chrissakes! So in that sense, I was too excited by the slow unfolding of sex between us, the almost inevitability of it all, to go slow now.

I only hoped that Dominick would know what to do next.

Dominick

Like an idiot, I didn't even put my pants back on and just walked out for Jenny to see me in my boxers. Oh, and lets not forget the huge bulge that was very obvious due to the fact that I was only wearing boxers. She watched me, seemingly unsure of as what to do... and damn it, I felt the same way. I had no clue what to do here... it seemed so obvious though...

I was standing there in my boxers and a t-shirt and she was there in these cute little shorts and a bra. If this was a porn film, we would have been all over each other and on top of the counter about five minutes ago. But... this was real life, and choices were a bit harder to make... things weren't so easy.

Thought after thought entered and left my mind every single second that passed. What should I do? What would the right thing to do here be? Surely I couldn't just put my pants back on, close up shop, and say goodbye to Jenny... that would definitely make me an idiot. I can just imagine me telling the story to some of my friends... 'yeah, we were both like half-naked, so I kicked her out of the store and closed up!' Not that what my friends thought really mattered... ahhh, DAMN IT.

What the hell...

I walked up to Jenny, keeping my eyes locked on her eyes. Standing only a few inches away from her, it seemed to me as if she was shaking... was she nervous? Or was it actually me who was shaking, and was I so nervous that I couldn't tell? Either way, I wasn't about to stop now... closing my eyes, I slowly leaned in to kiss her...

Jenny

Am I an idiot? Here I am all alone in a closed-for the-night ice cream shop, with a cute but shy boy I'm very attracted to. We're both 18 and we're both a quivering bundle of raging hormones. We're both half-naked, I'm horny as hell and so is he. And yet my very strict upbringing has me ready to bolt out of there, to run away from the situation before it gets any more heated, any more intensely sexual. I just keep hearing my mother, "Boys are only interested in one thing."

But then I hear my best friend Sherry's voice, "We girls are interested in the SAME one thing." She's right! I do think about sex a LOT. And the things I'm thinking about Dominick right now, well, even I can hardly believe my own thoughts. And mom would probably faint or have a heart attack or something if she could read my thoughts right now! If I were to leave now, with both of us so hot for each other, I would undoubtedly regret it for the rest of my life. And if Sherry found out I left in fear, right in the middle of an unfolding sexual situation, she'd probably chide me for being so stupid, and then never speak to me again.

I'm just so torn. Should I stay and see what develops, or run away and protect my virtue?

I keep praying for a sign, any sign, of what I should do next. And as if to make sure I get the message, I get not one, but two signs now, of what I should do next.

My first sign is that Dominick leans in and gives me a kiss. It's not an aggressive, sexual kiss. Not grabby and pawing, like most boys I've dated. No, Dominick's kiss is soft and warm, shy and tentative, as he gently and sweetly sucks on my upper lip. As I softly return his kiss, I put my arms around his neck, and I tingle all over. Is that Dom shaking as we kiss, or is it me? Maybe we're both trembling and shaking as we kiss?

Now comes my second sign. The recorded music piped-into the all-night convenience store, right next door to the ice-cream shop, wafting through the ice-cream shop window. It's Celine Dion's voice, clear and distinctive: "I'm tremblin' and shakin', my heart's overtaken. I'm naked with you!"

As we continue to suck each other's lips, and as Celine Dion serenades us, I gently and easily guide Dominick's fingers to the snaps at the back of my bra, as I pull his tank-top up over his raised, outstretched arms. All without breaking our long, lingering, increasingly-passionate kiss.

Dominick

We stood there now, barely dressed... me in just my boxers, and Jenny in only those sexy shorts. As we continued to kiss, I put my hands on her hips and slowly began to move them up. Our lips locked together and our tongues working together, I gathered some more of my courage and moved my hands over her breasts.

Gently squeezing them at first, I was as gentle as possible with her breasts. Wrapping my hands around them, I fondled and cupped them, feeling her hard nipples pressing up against my palms.

As I continued to gently play with her breasts, I moved my mouth over to her shoulder and began to kiss her neck... then gently nibble and bite at her shoulder and collar bone. I could hear and feel her her breathing become heavier, and mine did so as well. This was all so exciting. I had been with a few girls before, but this seemed like my first time all over again... I don't know what it was about Jenny, but she just had a certain something... a certain something that made me so nervous and yet so brave at the same time. Being in this situation with her made me feel like a man...

Lifting her up, I carried her over to the counter as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. The counter was about at at a hip-level height. As I placed her on it, her face was right in front of mine... I leaned in close and kissed her again. As I leaned in, I felt the bulge in my pants pressing up against her, knowing that she felt it too...

Jenny ooc

pm box full- tried to answer yours, Patty

Jenny

It was a strange thing. My trembling nervousness completely disappeared the moment Dominick kissed the side of my neck. I relaxed into the moment, into the feelings, into the passion. This was so right, so normal, so natural, as if Dominick and I had been half-naked together and kissing like this all of our lives.

As we kissed with increasing passion, his tongue tickled against my teeth, and I instinctively opened my mouth to let him in. His tongue on top of mine set me on fire, and I grabbed his neck, pulled him closer, and I practically rammed my tongue down his throat, I was THAT hungry for him now! As our tongues swirled all around each other, was that him moaning or me? It was hard to tell where one mouth ended and the other began, we were kissing that intimately, that ferociously now.

Then his hand touched my bare breast. I took a sharp intake of breath. His hand felt so warm, and his genuine love for me seemed to flow right through his fingertips and down onto my big, hard nipple. It was as if there was a nerve directly connecting my nipple to my pussy, as I felt myself becoming VERY moist over what we were doing now.

Then his strong arms lifted me up, and set me down on the countertop of the ice cream shop. I let my knees part, he stepped between them, and he leaned in and kissed me again. I wrapped my legs around him, and I let my feet rest on his cute butt, covered only by his boxer shorts. In this position, I could feel his cock pressing through his boxers, right into my thigh. It felt very nice, and I let out a soft coo of contentment.

I moved my feet up to his bare back, and I tickled him with my toes. He tittered a little. But when I hooked my two big toes in opposite sides of the elastic waistband of his boxers, and began to tug them downward, his ticklish giggles dissolved into soft moans of desire.

He stepped back half a step, still leaning down and kissing me very passionately. His fingers fumbled at the snap of my cutoff shorts, then began to pull my zipper down.

I leaned into his ear, nibbled on his ear-lobe, and then whispered "I never wear panties."

My comment had him panting heavily, and I noticed the top of his cock start to inch up above the waistband of his boxers. The exposed tip of his cock was very pretty, all thick and round like photos I saw in our history book of a World War I doughboy's helmet, only this "cock-helmet" was a nice inviting reddish-purple color. It seemed to be calling to me. "JEN-ny! Come wrap your LIPS around me, Jenny! I'm very TAS-ty! JEN-ny!"

He backed away another half-step, and he began to slide my cutoffs down my legs, as I roughly and eagerly tugged his boxers down to his ankles, with both of my hands. Now we were facing each other, almost touching, and both completely naked from head to toe. Despite what my classmates thought of him, this boy did not have a dorky bone in his body. He was tall, toned, slightly muscular. Just perfect, in my opinion.

Best of all, the rest of his cock looked even more beautiful than the head did. His shaft was very thick and stiff. It was a reddish-pink, with one long vein running all the way up the top-side, to make his cock look even thicker. It looked like it could really fill me up completely, and the thought of him stuffing me with it sounded just great to ME!

Still sitting on the countertop, I leaned down and forward, and I gave his cock-head a very soft, fleeting kiss. He groaned very happily at the contact of my lips against his cock. So I leaned down and gave his cock-head a second kiss, staying there a little while longer this time, as I guided his fingers to the outside of my pussy. For someone who other girls think is dorky, he seemed to know right away exactly what to do, just where and how to touch me, as he lightly brushed his finger-tips all around the circumference of my pussy lips several times. Now it was my turn to groan contentedly, excitedly.

I wrapped my hand around his cock to hold it steady, and I took several long, slow licks at his cock-head, the way I had seen porn actresses do it in the X-rated videos that Sherry and I sometimes watched together.

When I moved my gently-whirling tongue down to his balls, I felt his cock throbbing rhythmically in my hand. I moaned at how good his pulsating cock felt against my palm now. He moved from stroking my pussy lips, to slowly slipping his very long middle finger into me. I moaned even louder when his fingertip touched my clit, but when he slid his finger deep into me, gliding over my G-spot, I lifted my head from his crotch, pressed my lips to his ear, and practically deafened the poor boy with my loud scream of ecstasy right into his ear-drum. My reaction to his finger massaging my G-spot only seemed to make him grow even longer and harder, and to throb even more rapidly in my hand now. I returned my mouth to his crotch, and took maybe 15 or 20 long, slow licks up his hard, pulsating shaft, as he slipped a second finger into me, and began exploring every sensitive spot deep inside of me.

Then I heard it in my head AGAIN! The voice calling to me. "JEN-ny! Come wrap your LIPS around me, Jenny! I'm very TAS-ty! JEN-ny!" This time, I could not ignore the voice. As he continued to massage my clit and my G-spot with his very skilled fingers, I parted my lips into a big round O. I knelt down and forward, and I began to let him thrust himself upward, past my very hungry lips.

I was kinda surpised at myself for doing this. I mean, I'm not that kind of a girl. I'm really not! But I dunno, with Dominick now, somehow it just seemed so right and normal and natural, for me to suck on his cock as he stroked my pussy, all alone in his uncle's ice cream shop after hours. Sherry would be so proud of me now, and mom would just about die!

Dominick

Sliding my two fingers in and out of her over and over again, it became so addicting... the warmth of being inside her felt so incredible, and I couldn't help but pump my fingers in and out of her faster and faster. I could only imagine how much more incredible the warmth would be if it were my cock burried deep inside her beautiful pussy, rather than my fingers...

As if the feeling of my fingers burried deep inside her weren't incredible enough, the great feelings were doubled as Jenny wrapped her lips around my rock hard cock and took it into her mouth. Sucking me back and forth, I thrusted my hips towards her, sliding my cock in and out of her mouth. She wrapped one hand around the base, then wrapped her lips around just the head and slowly moved up and down, while doing the same with her first.

I couldn't help but moan, totally lost in pleasure... I couldn't believe how things had turned out... what seemed like minutes ago, we were just talking as she was buying some ice cream.

But now... now we were both so passionate and so hot for each other... my fingers pumping into her pussy and teasing her clit as her lips and her tongue worked on my cock, pleasuring me so well.

Taking a step back, she looked at me a bit confused... it wasn't that what she was doing to me didn't feel good, it was just that I wanted to taste her... so bad.

As she sat up on the counter with her legs spread, I kneeled down in front of her. Placing myself directly in-between her legs, I looked up at her to see an eager look on her face. Sticking my tongue out, I ran it from her clit to the bottom of her already wet pussy. She tasted so great and as I licked her, she closed her eyes and gave out a loud pleasure-filled moan. I did it again, and again... and in no time, I was moving my tongue in a circular pattern over her pretty little clit. At the same time, I put my hand back to work, pumping two fingers in and out of her, to double her pleasure.

Jenny

I could feel the heat of my own pussy radiating all over Dom's exploring fingers, as I involuntarily contracted very tightly around him.

The very tip of his cock felt so very enjoyable, as it rubbed all over my lips and my tongue. But Dominick was getting SO very hard by now, that just my sucking on his cock-head no longer seemed to be enough for him. With each thrust, he was slipping in slightly deeper, testing how far I would let him thrust himself into my mouth. His hard-on felt so wonderful in my mouth, that I was putting up no resistance, so he just kept pushing it further.

By now, my mouth was so enjoying this, so hungry for him, that I couldn't wait any longer. Neither could he. I hollowed my cheeks, and I sucked powerfully, so he pushed himself forward very hard, until he was slamming himself down my throat, and I was moaning in sheer delight at the feel of his cock thrusting deeper in and out of my mouth than any guy ever had before.

And then he stepped back. I was confused. Am I not sucking him right, or passionately enough?

Then Dom knelt down between my legs, and he wiggled his tongue suggestively at me. Was he about to do to me, what I thought and I hoped he was about to do? Men love to have their cocks sucked, but so few are willing to give back what they get, and the few who do are usually no damned good at it!

Still, the prospect of having Dom eat me out had my heart racing and my pussy loudly smacking in desire. I felt like I could and would come any second now.

And then his tongue slid into me. Oh my God, I've died and gone to heaven! His tongue circled clockwise all around my very hard little throbbing clit, as he rapidly and lovingly pumped two fingers in and out of me.

I thrust my thighs high up off the countertop, let-out a half-scream, half-moan, and promptly FLOODED Dom's face and fingers with my exploding pussy juices. God, that felt so good. I never wanted to STOP coming on his face.

Except that I wanted to come on his cock, even moreso than I wanted to come on his face.

My God, I hardly knew Dom, and already I had sucked his cock and exploded my come onto his tongue. And even that wasn't enough for me now. What WOULD mom say.

"First move. First move," Sherry's voice echoed in my head now, and I knew what I wanted to do, what I HAD to do next.

I leaned down and kissed my studly Dominick's still-hard cock, as my pussy continued to flow onto his fingers. Then, breathing very heavily, I put on my sweetest, humblest, most innocent voice, and drawing up my every ounce of courage, I self-confidently asked, "Do you think we would be rushing our relationship too fast, Dom, if I were to ask you to fuck me now?"

I never thought I would actually be ASKING a guy to fuck me. But I was BEYOND horny by now. So it just seemed the right, the natural thing for us to do next. God, how I wanted him now!


"Say yes, say yes, say yes," I prayed to myself now, as if trying to telepathically implant the desired, the only, reply into Dom's brain.

Dominick

As Jenny leaned down and gave my hard cock a big wet kiss, she asked me if I wanted to fuck her right then and there... and of course I wanted to do this, but was she serious? Was she just trying to see if I only wanted to have sex with her, and nothing else? I mean, plenty of girls had confused me on plenty of occasions... but with all that had just happened with Jenny and I, she had to have been serious.

"I would love to, Jenny... I want you so bad right now..."

As soon as I said those words, Jenny pulled me in close and kissed me right on the lips. Unlike our first kiss, which was filled with pure passion, this kiss was filled with nothing but lust.

And as she sat up on the counter, I stood between her legs...

Taking my cock in my hand, I slowly rubbed the head against her pussy and pressed it against her clit. She gave out a quiet moan as I did this... and hearing that moan was all the motivation I needed to push myself inside her... and I did...

Slowly... moving myself into her inch by inch, I began to gently slide my cock into Jenny's pussy. She moaned again, and I couldn't help but moan as well. The feeling was so incredible already. Pushing myself further and further in, I kept on going until my cock was burried completely inside her.

"Oh Jenny... you feel so good..."

The warmth surrounding my hard cock was so intense and so incredible... and even though this wasn't my first time, again, it sure as hell felt like it might as well have been. It was just so great with Jenny, better than anything I have ever experienced in my entire life. I slowly pulled myself back about halfway... then pushed myself forward... and I did it again, and again... and just like this, I slowly began fucking her.

I still had such a hard time believing all this was really happening. I still found it so hard to believe that I had this beautiful girl propped up on the counter of this dumb little ice cream store I worked at, with her legs spread, and my cock burried deep inside her wet and wanting pussy.

Jenny

Dominick now completely filled my pussy. I mean, my pussy lips were stretched so tightly around his thickness, that they felt like a stretched rubber-band about to snap. And the tip of his cock was driving into depths that even my fingers and my vibrator had never reached. The friction against my clit, against my G-spot, was UUNBELIVABLE! I couldn't believe I was doing this...after all of my mom's cautioning me about avoiding pre-marital sex. And not only that, but with a boy whose school reputation is as a dork! But it all felt so wonderful now, no way was I going to stop! EVER!

"Oh Jenny... you feel so good..." he moaned.

"Me?" I groaned back. "YOU'RE the one that feels amazing! The way you fill me up so completely. The love and the power that you put into each slow, driving thrust. Oh, Dom! DOM! I'm falling in LOVE with you, Dom!" I moaned, shaking from head to toe as he fucked me so hard and so good. "Don't stop. Oh, please don't EVER stop!"

I was amazed at Dom's ability to hold-off his orgasm, so rare for an 18 year old. I mean, the few guys I'd done it with were all jocks with reputations as real studs, yet they all shot off in like five seconds and then quickly rolled over and fell asleep. But Dom, he was like the damned Energizer Bunny or something, he just kept going and going and going! Would he EVER come? As if reading my mind, Dom moaned, "Oh Jenny, I love you so much. SO much, that I want YOU to come first!"

What a kind, loving, generous, selfless thing to say. It made me love Dom all the more now, and as a result, my orgasm was approaching very fast. Very, VERY fast! "Ooooooohhhhhhh!"

My pussy juice thoroughly soaked his cock, and dribbled down out of me, onto the countertop, an endless flow of warm, thick droplets. The only thing lacking now to make this moment complete and truly wonderful, was to have my pussy filled to overflowing with thick, hot sperm. That was all I wanted, all I needed right now: a pussy-full of Dom's come.

"COME in me, Dom!" I moaned, shaking through one powerful orgasm after another after another, as he continued to fuck me deeply, powerfully, mercilessly. I squeezed and squeezed and SQUEEZED my legs tightly around his handsome body, groaning my one-word command to "COME!"

Dominick

As Jenny came, her pussy squeezed tightly around my cock and she wrapped her legs even tigher around me. I kept on pounding myself into her, thrust after thrust, fucking her, making love to her, relentlessly... I was like a machine now and now that I had achieved my first mission of making her cum, it was my turn.

Jenny kept moaning for me to cum, and I was getting closer and closer to that point... I felt an intense rush as I was almost there.

"Oooh Jenny, I'm gonna cummm... ohh, ssooo deep inside you!"

With one last thrust, I shoved myself so deep inside Jenny, just as I came. I felt my cum unloading so deep inside her and it was such an intense feeling... once again, like nothing I had ever experienced before. In that moment, I felt nothing but pure pleasure... it was as if every single worry that I might have ever had on my mind was gone. All I was concerned about how was good Jenny felt and how good I felt. It was total bliss...

"Wow... that was incredible... YOU'RE incredible, Jenny..."

I took a step back from her, taking a moment to catch my breath.

Jenny

There was no doubt about it now. In one evening, I had gone from curiosity about Dominick, to desire and passion, to true soul-mate love. I was completely filled-up with his come now, and I couldn't have BEEN happier about that...or more deeply and completely in love. Any of my girlfriends who dared to call Dom a dork ever again, would be crusin' for a brusin' now...from me!

I could hardly wait to tell Sherry. All her stories of seducing boys, that had made me so envious of her in the past, now paled in comparison to what Dom and I have found tonight, in each other's arms, in the closed ice-cream shop after hours.

But as sore and content as my pussy was now, as happy as I was, as ready as I now was to shout my love and passion to the whole world now, despite ALL of the emotions jumbling through me, despite all of that and more, I still wasn't ready to stop yet. Not by a long shot.

I hopped down off the counter, got on the floor on my hands and knees, peered back over my left shoulder at Dom, and grinned. "So, have you ever done it doggy-style?"

Dominick

As she got down on the floor and asked me if I had ever done it doggy-style, I couldn't help but stare at her ass. She wiggled it and I watched as it swayed from left to right, and back to left again. It was amazing and completely turning me on all over again.

She looked up at me, over her shoulder, and looked to my cock, noticing that it was slowly getting hard again. She looked up at my face and smiled as I slowly rubbed my cock with my hand, aiding the process.

"Doesn't matter if I have... because I know it's going to be the best ever with you. Anything I have ever experienced in my life doesn't even come close to what has happened between us tonight..."

Slowly getting down on my knees behind her, I rubbed and kneaded her soft butt. It felt so incredible in my hands and I just could not stop squeezing and feeling it. Positioning myself behind her, I took my cock and began to rub it against her ass...

"Mmmm, Jenny... I hope you're ready for this, baby..."

Holding my cock and smacking it off of her ass, she turned to look at me, and gave me a nod and a smile. Guiding my cock straight for her wet and wanting pussy, I entered Jenny for the second time that night... and with her on her hands and knees in front of me, with me taking her from behind like this, it was even more incredible...

Jenny

As Dominick aligned his long, hard cock against my ass, he asked me "I hope you're ready for this, baby..."

I slipped my own finger into my pussy, then withdrew it, showing him the thick, gooey coating flowing inside my own pussy. I put my finger in his mouth so he could taste.

"Is this ready enough for you, baby?"

That was all the encouragement he needed, and with one long, slow forward thrust, he slid his cock completely into my pussy from behind. My pussy muscles and ass muscles squeezed him so tightly that he could barely enter me. As I knelt on the floor of the ice cream shop, on my hands and knees, and as Dom slowly, lovingly slid in and out of my hot, wet, tight pussy from behind, I couldn't remember when I last felt this wonderful.

And then his cock pulsed and flared, and he flooded my pussy and my ass with his come. I thrust hard backward into him, contracting my pussy muscles even tighter around him. I shook from head to toe, and I came. Oh jesus, did I ever COME! I couldn't STOP squeezing him and flowing! My pussy juices were dripping everywhere: on his cock, on his thighs, on my thighs, on my ass, and down onto the ice-cream-shop floor! And even STILL, I kept coming!

Dom picked up a waffle cone, and held it under my dripping pussy. "New flavor of the month," he grinned so lovingly at me.

"PASSION fruit!" I laughed, as he licked my thick pussy juice out of the cone.

That's when I noticed the first few rays of morning sunlight streaming through the store window. I noticed my watch on the floor beside us.

"Oh, jeez!" I shrieked. "It's 6:00 A.M. We've been out all damned night. My mom will KILL me!"

"Mine too," Dom groaned.

"But I don't regret it for one damned moment!" I grinned.

"Me either. It was WORTH whatever punishment my mom gives me!" Then he whsipered, "I love you, Jenny."

I gave him a big naked hug and kiss. "I love you too, Dom."

We hurriedly dressed. "Our mom's will kill us for sure, Jenny!" he worried.

But all I could think at that time was, god I have SO much to tell my best friend Sherry at school this morning!

As we left the ice-cream shop, and Dom locked the door behind us, I kissed him one last time.

"Let's do this again REAL soon!" I smiled.

"Same time tomorrow night?" Dom grinned.

Dominick

As Jenny left the store, I quickly closed up... I couldn't believe how late it had become so quickly. My uncle would be coming to the store to open it back up in some three hours, and here I was, having the most incredible sex with this beautiful girl on the floor of his shop.

Closing up, I headed home and got straight in bed. I made it home around 6:30 am, and my mom was still sleeping... but my dad had quite a few words for me. I explained to him that I was with a girl and he gave me a bit of a smile, but I ran upstairs to my room, hoping to avoid any sort of birds and bees story he might have for me.

Hopping in bed, all I could think of was what had happened between Jenny and myself. All I could picture was her down on the floor on all fours, waving her ass at me... and all I could think about was how great it felt when I came so hard, burried so deep inside her. Laying there, I slowly began to stroke my cock as I thought about Jenny... thought about making love to her... thought about fucking her...

I was too tired to finish what I was doing though, and drifted off soon after I started. I woke up around 5 PM and realized that I would have to be at work in an hour... and then I realized that Jenny might be coming back to see me again. I hoped she would come in a bit earlier this time, so that I could close up ahead of time and we could get the fun started a bit sooner tonight.

Getting ready for work, I left my house and went over to the shop... got there right on time as my uncle was just getting ready to leave. Getting behind the counter, I started working...

Time seemed to really fly by... probably because I couldn't stop thinking about Jenny... and as the time fly by, her visit drew closer and closer...

Jenny

I was so grateful this morning that our very old house has an outdoor back stairway that leads directly up to my bedroom. I quietly tip-toed up those stairs, and slipped into my room undetected. Mom and dad weren't up yet. When I study with Sherry, I frequently don 't get home until midnight, and my parents are usually asleep by then, so I just slip into my room without waking my parents. So I knew they would assume I had done that last night, too. I was off the hook. They would never know I had stayed out until 6 AM having wild, wonderful sex with Dominick, and falling deeply, completely in love with him. And he with me.

I knew I should try to get some sleep this morning. But I was way too keyed-up for that. I was in the first heady rush of a true, deep love now, and who could SLEEP?

I closed my eyes and replayed in my mind, every loving stroke of Dom's amazing cock in and out of my tight, wet, hungry pussy. Instinctively, I slipped my hand under the bedsheets to touch my sore but very contented pussy. I slipped a finger inside myself, and when I withdrew it, my finger was all shiny and moist with our well-blended love juices. Dom's and mine.

I smiled to myself at how wonderful our night of no-holds-barred debauchery had been. I slipped my finger into my mouth, delighting at the taste and the scent of our passion on my fingers and in my mouth. I fell asleep with my lust-moistened finger in my mouth, cooing happily, like a baby in her crib sucking her thumb.

I awoke at 5 PM, thinking I had completely missed the day of school. I dressed and scurried downstairs in a panic. Mom saw the panicked look on my face. "Did you forget, dear, that today is a teacher-seminar day, so there was no school?"

"Why didn't you wake me anyway?"

"I figured you and Sherry studied very hard last night, and you needed the rest."

"Yes," I muttered under my breath, hoping mom wouldn't catch my double entrende. "I studied something very HARD last night! Very HARD indeed!"

"Sit down and eat some dinner, dear," mom encouraged.

"Sorry, mom," I lied. "But Sherry and I have to study again tonight. I'm already late! I'll eat at her house." I kissed mom on the cheek and raced out the door.

But I didn't go to Sherry's house at all. Instead, I drove straight to the ice cream shop. Dom was serving two customers, who took their time ordering and eating. But once they left, Dom locked the door, drew the blinds, and swept me up into his strong, loving arms for a nice, long, deep, passionate kiss. Between long, lingering kisses, we traded stories about how neither of our moms caught us last night.

"So," I beamed my smile up at him, my twinkling eyes gazing deeply, soulfully, lovingly, lustily up into his. "When are you going to stop talking and let me suck your big, beautiful, hard cock again?"

Dominick

As soon as I saw Jenny coming for the store, I rushed the customers out of the store and locked the door. Putting the blinds up and putting up the "BE BACK IN HALF AN HOUR" sign, I grabbed Jenny and gave her a big hug.

We talked and talked and things got real interesting when she got tired of talking...

"When are you going to stop talking and let me suck your big, beautiful, hard cock again?"

Those words immediately got my cock stirring in my pants and I could feel it slowly getting hard. I was still finding it hard to believe that Jenny was now all mine.

"You know, I've been dying to feel sexy your lips wrapped around my cock again..."

She smiled at me as she began to rub the crotch of my pants, feeling my erection as it grew bigger and harder.

"Mmm, which lips, sweetie?"

We both laughed as she began to unzip my pants.

"Both." I smiled as she began to take off my pants, pulling them down as I stepped out of them. By the time she kneeled down in front of me, my cock was hard as a rock and poking through the front of my boxers. Jenny ran her hand over the bulge sticking out of my boxers then slowly leaned in and gently put her teeth over it, playfully biting it.

Jenny

I love how Dominick is neither nervous nor pushy about sex. The way he is easy enough in his sexuality to joke with me about which set of my lips would surround his beautiful cock.

And his cock is SO beautiful! Especially the way it squirmed its way out of his boxers now, to point so straight and true and proud, right out in front of him.

And I adore the way he takes his time about sex, heating me up. Enjoying the slow unfolding of sex together. Only today, I was already so horny from day-dreaming about sucking his cock again, that I didn't WANT him to take it slow this time!

On my knees, I took gentle nibbles on his sensitive cock flesh. His moans were pure music to my ears! I sucked both of his balls into my mouth at once, and lovingly bathed them all over, with my tongue. I then sank my teeth into his balls, too, before rerturning my teeth to his shaft, slowly, gently raking his cock with my teeth.

The way he pulsed and throbbed and quivered and shook and moaned, made my mouth literally drool. I just couldn't wait any longer. I flicked my tongue at him very suggestively, making very loud slurping noises to encourage him. I opened my mouth wide, and invited him to enter. He wrapped his fist around his pulsating love hose, and guided it past my lips, teasing me, rubbing his cock-head all around my lips, making me moan with desire. I hollowed my cheeks, and I began to suck powerfully, pulling more and more of his long, thick shaft into my mouth. As he fed his lovely cock into my very hungry mouth, I felt I must be dreaming, life just can't BE this terrific!

"I want you--no, no, I NEED you--deep in my throat!" I groaned. "God, how I need to suck your cock! Your big, hard, beautiful COCK! It's all I've been able to think about, all DAY...sucking your COCK! So thrust deep and hard into my mouth, baby! Stuff your lovely, tasty manhood deep, deep, DEEP down into my throat, darling!" I was completely out of control now, with my mouth's craving for my loving man's amazing cock. "Make me happy, sweetie! Make my mouth and my throat so, SO happy, honey! THRUST, baby! Thrust DEEP, dammit! FILL my mouth! FILL my throat with your big, hard cock! And HURRY!"

Dominick

I couldn't believe what I was hearing... and it was such a huge turn-on. Jenny kept telling me she wanted to suck me off so bad, and she kept telling me thrust my cock into her mouth, and she kept going on and on, and I couldn't even take it anymore...

I rammed my cock into her mouth nice and hard, and she wrapped her lips around it, taking it ALL in.

"OH FUCK, Jenny... ohh, you're so good... I love the way my cock feels so warm in your mouth... ohh, baby..."

I pulled back then pushed myself forward again, sliding my cock into her mouth again and again. With both of my hands tightly gripping her hair, I fucked her face like this relentlessly. She moaned all over my cock, cheering me on to push myself faster and harder.

"Ohh, Jenny... oooh, baby... mmm, yeah, suck my cock just like that... ohh yeah, it feels so fucking good..."

As I continued to jam my cock into her mouth, she did her best work with her tongue, licking the head of my cock every time I pulled back. Every time I would thrust forward, she'd open her mouth more and more, hoping to take in as much as my cock as humanly possible...

I couldn't hold it in anymore... she was so amazing and the pleasure that she had been giving me as a result of this wonderful blowjob was too much.

"OHH FUCK! I'm gonna cum, baby... ohh, Jenny, I'm gonna cum so fucking hard... right in your mouth... mmm..."

I came hard and fast, unloading into her mouth as she kept my cock in her mouth the whole time. It was a lot too and eventually, cum started leaking out the corners of her mouth, but she did her best to swallow as much of my cum as she possibly could.

Once I was finished, she stood up and looked me right in the eyes with a huge smile.

"Was that okay?"

She was smiling because she knew it was more than okay and I knew I was going to have to try and make her cum harder than she made me cum.

"It was more than okay... it was amazing... but now if you don't mind, I'd like to return the favor..."

Jenny

A lot of the kids in school do drugs, and they tell me that it feels so great to get high.

But I don't need drugs. I have the greatest high in the world now: the power of love! Dom's love for me, and my love for him. And the high of absolutely delirious sex! And the high of sneaking around behind the backs of our parents, and of his uncle who owns the ice-cream shop where we have our hot little trysts.

Dom acted as if my sucking his cock was doing him the greatest favor in the world. But the truth is, the feel of his thick, pulsating cock felt absolutely delightful in my mouth, and the warm, sticky love juice blasting out of his cock and coating the back of my throat was the greatest favor HE could do for ME! Not only did his come taste and feel so incredibly great, but I could feel how much he loves me, in the way he shot against the back of my throat, and I could show my love for him in the eager way I gulped it all down, and in the big smile I gave him as his thick, warm spunk oozed out the corners of my mouth and dribbled down my chin. His powerful orgasm in my mouth made me happier than I could possibly express.

I thought things couldn't GET any better. Until Dom smiled, "If you don't mind, I'd like to return the favor..."

MIND? Having the man I love eat my pussy? How could I possibly mind THAT?

I clasped Dom's hand in mine, and together we set a world's record unsnapping and unzipping my shorts, and tugging them down to my ankles.

Dom flicked his tongue suggestively at me, as I had done to him earlier. I clasped his face in both of my hands, kissed him very hard and full on the mouth, and declared "I LOVE you, Dom!"

I then hopped up on top of the ice cream freezer, and squealed and giggled at the coldness against my butt. I opened my knees wide apart, and Dom stepped between my legs, then sank to his knees on the floor, directly in front of me.

When the tip of his tongue very briefly flicked and flittered at the edges of my pussy lips, he made me squeal in a very different sort of way than the cold of the ice cream freezer had.

I had been wrong. When Dom exploded down my throat and I hungrily gulped down every drop of his sperm, I thought life just couldn't get any better than that! But as he began slowly, expertly eating my pussy, that WAS even better!

His tongue teasingly darted at my clit for like a millionth of a second, and I squealed in delight AGAIN! My squeal just encouraged his masterful tongue to love my pussy even BETTER now!

Dominick

As I began to run my tongue over Jenny's pussy and play with it, she couldn't help but squeel. Her noises only encouraged me to do a better job, because when she squeeled and moaned, it was so incredibly sexy and a huge turn-on for me.

Spreading her pussy lips with my fingers, I licked the lenght of her pussy up and down, from bottom to top. Once I reached the top, I began to flick her clit with my tongue, playing with it and teasing her as well as I possibly could.

Looking up for a second, I watched her reaction to what I was doing.

"Mmm... Jenny, I love the way you taste..."

Slowlying rubbing her pussy with my middle finger for a change now, I began to slide it inside her already dripping wet pussy. Pushing it into her slowly, I heard another squeel from her. Once I got my finger completely inside her, I curled my finger upwards slightly and began to rotate it inside her as I pulled it back and pushed it forward again slightly.

At the same time, I put my tongue back to work on her tasty little clit. Wrapping my tongue around it, I played with it, as I continued to finger her beautiful pussy. My lips and my fingers were getting soaked from her juices and I loved it.

As I continued to lick and finger her, every now and then, I would pull my finger out of her and lick it, enjoying how good she tasted.

I kept at it, finger fucking her faster and faster every single minute, and working my tongue over her clit quicker and quicker. Her moans and squeels grew louder and louder, and I knew that I was close to bringing her to an orgasm.

Jenny

With an ear-piercing shriek, I erupted like Vesuvius over Pompeii, thickly and thoroughly coating Dom's magical fingers and skilled tongue with my gushing pussy juices. I was squirming and shaking uncontrollably now, and I still hadn't stopped coming. Dom told me that he had heard of women who squirt when they come, but I was the first he had ever actually experienced for himself.

"What can I say? You bring out the best in me, Dom," I smiled.

Dom said the experience was very special, and he so thoroughly enjoyed my explosive reaction to his eating my pussy, that from now on, there would be no other woman for him. Ever.

I reached down and squeezed his cock. "There'd better NOT be!" I laughed evilly, glaring at his balls threateningly. He looked scared, but I wasn't sure if that was just an act, as my unspoken threat was.

As long as I had his cock in my hand any way, I couldn't resist stroking it slowly and lovingly, until it was rock-hard once more.

"Come in my hand," I moaned. But Dom got up. "I really gotta PEE!" he groaned, and headed to the employee washroom.

The ice cream shop was having a special promotion on banana splits. So there were several cans of whipped cream and jars of cherries in the store refrigerator. I grabbed a can of whipped cream, and lying atop the counter again, I sprayed whipped cream all over my breasts, nipples, and pussy. I then placed one cherry over each nipple, one on my belly button, and one right over my pussy.

Dom returned from the rest room, to find me lying naked, covered in whipped cream and cherries.

"I'm your own personal banana split," I grinned. "Split me open with your banana."

Dom knelt down beside the counter, and started to lick the whipped-cream off of me, his tongue scooping up the cherries off my nipples and my navel, and finally scooping up the cherry from my pussy.

"Thanks for taking my CHERRY!" I laughed. Then I turned quiet, solemn and serious. "Have you ever fucked a hot, hungry pussy through a layer of whipped cream before, Dom?"

Dom admitted that he had not. He started to position himself to fuck my whipped-cream-covered pussy. "Not just yet," I grinned, grasping his cock and spritzing it with whipped-cream. "OK, now, Dom," I moaned. "Slide your whip-cream coated banana into my whipped-cream covered dish, and together, let's make the best treat your uncle's ice-cream shop has EVER served!"

"On the house," Dom grinned, as her readied himself for his first-ever whipped-cream fuck. My first, too. As he positioned himself, I picked up a very large banana, slowly and sensuously peeled it, and began sliding it sugestively in and out of my mouth. My antics made Dom even bigger and harder now, the sight of which made me even MORE excited. Taking a deep breath of anticipation, I could hardly wait for him to enter me now, whipped cream against whipped cream.